Chapter 267 A turbulent birthday party

It was just time for dinner and Ling was pulled all the way to his seat by Izuna. This was the first time in many years that Ling sat down before Uchiha Tajima.

Uchiha Tajima looked at his eldest son who looked helpless and chuckled as he spoke, "You are much more popular in this family than I am."

"Father, please don't tease me with such words..." Ling sighed softly, "We all love you very much."

"Hehe... I will eventually grow old and die, but it's also a good thing to be able to see my children grow up successfully before going to the Pure Land."

Seeing Youlu jump down from Ling's head and land on his own position, Uchiha Tajima reached out and rubbed the top of Ling's head, "Congratulations, from today on you become a real adult."

Ling lowered his head obediently, his voice gentle, "...Yes."

"So you have to hide your willful actions from now on," Uchiha Tajima retracted his hand and chuckled, "I won't cover up for you anymore."

"Then I'd like to ask you to protect me for a few more years," Ling smiled and put his hands together in front of him, "It would be disastrous if the elders knew what I'm doing now."

The smile on Uchiha Tiandao's face faded, and turned into a little sadness, "Ling, you really chose the most difficult path..."

"Yes, I know, but if peace is the general trend, then wouldn't it be great for us Uchiha to be the leaders of the ninja world?"

Uchiha Tajima wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Izuna's expectant and excited voice, "Brother! Eat this first!"

Along with the approaching footsteps came the sweet aroma of roasted grains. Ling tilted his head slightly and smiled, "Is this why you and Ban have been preventing me from entering the kitchen? What is this?"

Quan Nai pushed the cake towards Ling, "Oh, I can't ask you now, brother, finish eating first and I'll tell you later!"

"That's right, brother, you have to finish eating first," Madara came over with the prepared dishes, "We specially asked Xiaoyou to help taste it this morning, so the taste should not be unpalatable to brother."

[This morning? Was he angry with me again at that time?] Ling paused, but without showing any flaws, he picked up the cutlery and poked a piece of cake, [I have a bad feeling... Mmm! So sweet!]

Quan Na looked at Ling who didn't move after putting the cake in his mouth. His initial excitement faded a little. He asked cautiously, "Brother, is it unpalatable?"

Ling reluctantly swallowed the overly rich sweetness in his mouth, and naturally reached out his hand to pick up another piece and put it into his mouth, "No, it's just the first time I've eaten this kind of food and I find it a little novel. It's delicious."

Youlu looked at Ling, who had a gentle expression and was praising his younger brothers while eating the cake. However, when Izuna and Madara mentioned that they prepared the cake for him every year, Ling's fingers began to tremble unconsciously, and he curled up a little guiltily.

After a while, while Izuna and Madara went to the kitchen to serve the dishes, he raised his paw and patted Uchiha Tajima's arm. When the other person looked over, he signaled for him to help pour a cup of tea.

Uchiha Tajima laughed when he saw Ling's rare loss of manners while drinking water in big gulps. "Is it that bad?"

"No, that cake tastes very good, and the ingredients are very high-end." Ling still felt his tongue numb from the sweetness of the cake, and hurriedly poured himself another cup of tea. After drinking it in one gulp, he barely suppressed the sweetness. "It's just that I really can't get used to sweets... You know, I have been maintaining a light diet since I was four years old. Now I really can't accept it."

"Then tell Madara and the others, they will understand." Uchiha Tajima shook his head helplessly and stroked the cat. "Although they have expectations, if they see you in such pain, they won't allow you to continue eating."

"After all, they have prepared it for a long time. How can I bear to waste it?" Ling let out a long breath, drank another cup of tea, and then put the cup back in its place. "But before this time next year, I may have to find a way to find some medicine that can temporarily lose my sense of taste... And Xiaoyou, you--"

"Humph - I didn't do anything wrong!" Youlv was immediately furious, "You were the one who irresponsibly left me at home! It's only natural that I'm angry, right?"

Ling burst out laughing and picked up the small can at hand. "I just wanted to ask you to leave me alone today and drink some with me. After all, this is one of the few goods that our clan exports... I didn't mean to complain to you about the cake incident."

"Hmm, ah, so that's it..." Youli lay back uncomfortably, his voice at least eight degrees lower, "Then let's make an exception today."

Up to this point, everything at the birthday party was going smoothly, until Youlu tasted the wine brewed by Mu Tianliao, fell down dizzy and started rubbing against it, and when Ling tried to take the wine bowl but was stopped by Youlu, things finally began to get out of control.

"Xiaoyou, you really can't drink anymore," Ling held the small wine bowl for Youlv in his hand, with a drunken cat hanging on his arm, and looked helpless, "You can't even stand steadily now."

"Hmm..." Youlu held Ling's arm for a long time before turning around, "What nonsense are you talking about, kid? I'm just drunk because I don't release enough chakra. Just wait--"

"Wait, Xiaoyou, don't do it here--"

Before Ling finished his words, the chakra filled with a sense of disaster suddenly erupted, and the blue-black mysterious runes instantly filled the vision of the other three people.

But the next moment when Youlu released his chakra and it grew bigger, the chakra filled with a chilling feeling burst out, and along with the sound of a house breaking, a giant blue-purple skeletal hand appeared out of thin air from Youlu's body, grabbing Youlu's joints layer by layer and binding it to the ground.

Madara, who had just been frightened by the chakra full of disaster and had a face covered with hair, finally pulled his brother free. At first glance, he met his father's eyes with intricate patterns, which were fixed on Yamato without blinking. This made him realize one thing - his father might, perhaps, probably, or might have been frightened by Yamato to open his eyes.